 | 1844 - 456 页
...Aid hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly, Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
 | 1840 - 566 页
...to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter s voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
 | 1841 - 744 页
...is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the naming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
 | 1842 - 610 页
...still pursuing, Learn to labour and to wait. The Village Blacksmith. Under a spreading chesnut tree The village smithy stands ; The smith, a mighty man...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
 | John Keese - 1842 - 336 页
...him swing his heavy sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the old kirk chimes When the evening sun is low. And children coming home...the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. 37 It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 148 页
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
 | 1856 - 1026 页
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a thrashing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise! He needs mnst think of her once more, How... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 640 页
...cateh the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the chureh, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 页
...sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. 82 THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. His hair is crisp, and black, and long ; His face...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 页
...bands, 82 THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. His hair is crisp, and black, and long ; His face is like the tan j His brow is wet with honest sweat ; He earns whate'er...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
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He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise!... 
